The snow hasn’t fallen yet.

　　The Li family put away the stove and take it out early.

　　The villagers bought it last year and it’s about time to use it this year. Those who didn’t buy it will go to Zhu Nijiang’s house in Shili Village to buy it during the off-season. The same is true for Aunt Wang’s family. The paddy field harvest is better this year, so they have more money. In addition, last year’s grandson was so cold that he kept crying. As soon as the weather got cold, the eldest son said he wanted to buy a stove.

　　Aunt Wang’s face changed at first, and finally she reluctantly took out thirty cents and gave it to her eldest son.

　　Just buy it.

　　This year, many people ordered stoves. Zhu Nijiang said that people from several nearby villages came to buy them. They had to wait in line for six or seven days before they could pick them up. Zhu Nijiang’s family made a lot of money this year by firing stoves and big teapots. Now the father was sitting in front of the stove in the backyard, holding a big teapot in his hand, drinking hot tea and watching his son work.

　　His son’s cooking skills are not as good as his, so he still needs to watch more. But now there is too much work for him to do alone all day.

　　Zhu Nijiang said, “Before the snow falls, you and your wife should take some time to go to town. Don’t forget to give the Li family a gift, a piece of candy. Li Da seems to like drinking. Buy a jar of wine, and some dried meat. Don’t save the money.”

　　”I understand, Dad.” Zhu the clay craftsman’s son knew that this year’s income was all due to Gu Shulang’s ideas. How much money could he spend to buy those things?

　　Even though the big teapot is sold cheaply, it is easy to make and does not require much effort. People who do heavy labor in the town and the village like to use it. The yellow mud is also dug from the mountains near the village for free, and firewood is also picked up, it just takes some effort, but this one sells the best and makes the most money.

　　Not to mention the stove.

　　”Take it as you like. Don’t be stingy. I think Gu Shulang is a very lucky guy.”

　　Zhu Nijiang’s son thought his father was exaggerating again. Gu Shulang was smarter and his big teapot was also useful, but he was not a natural talent, right? Could he still be compared with the village scholar?

　　A few days later, people from various nearby villages came to pick up the furnace, including Aunt Wang’s son. He had seen this man last year, and he came after the furnace was sealed on the 28th. Zhu the clay craftsman’s son remembered him clearly and asked if he could be lenient since he had children at home.

　　What are you thinking? If you have children at home, you won’t come to buy it in advance. His furnace cellar is sealed. If he opens it and burns it until New Year’s Eve, can he still celebrate the New Year?

　　I’ve never seen anything like this. If you feel sorry for your child, then come earlier.

　　Aunt Wang’s eldest son was relieved to have bought the stove, and he smiled. He chatted with Zhu Nijiang’s son, saying that the harvest was good this year and there was a way to fertilize the fields. Zhu Nijiang’s son was confused, what was the way to fertilize the fields?

　　When he asked, the man ran away with the stove in his hand.

　　Zhu Nijiang’s son turned around and told his father. Zhu Nijiang said, “Is that man from Xiping Village?”

　　”Yes, last year when I came to buy a stove, I said it was from the Li family next door. I remember it.”

　　Zhu Nijiang became excited and asked his son to study his words carefully. After listening, he said, “Let’s go to the Li family to pay New Year’s greetings early this time. I will go with you.”

　　”Ah? Dad, you don’t need that, do you? It’s so cold in this cold weather.”

　　”I’m talking to Li Da. You know nothing. Get to work.” Zhu the mason kicked his stupid son.

　　At the end of December, it finally snowed. This year, the rain and snow did not come as early as last year, and the farmers in the village were very worried. They finally breathed a sigh of relief when the snow finally fell. It was good, good, it was good.

　　Li Zhouzhou made clothes some time ago. After making a short coat for Grandma Gu, he also made one for Dad. The indigo cloth was sold to Xing Ge’er for ten feet, so the remaining cloth was enough for a short coat, but there might not be enough cloth for Husband’s robe.

　　”I have enough clothes to wear, especially robes. I haven’t worn the robe I got as a dowry much.” Seeing that Zhou Zhou wanted to run to the town to buy another piece of cloth to make him a robe, Gu Zhao hurriedly pulled his hand to persuade him not to. It was so cold walking into the town, and the wind blowing on the face felt like a knife. It was tiring and cold.

　　”I’ll make you a new coat with that new blue piece.”

　　Li Zhouzhou: “This material is so good, it would be a waste if I wear it to work.”

　　”Nonsense.” Gu Zhao denied his wife’s words that wearing new clothes was a waste, and then he leaned over to cling to his wife like a sticky candy, smiling and coquettishly saying: “Don’t I have a blue robe too? Zhou Zhou will also make a blue coat. When the time comes, we will wear couple outfits during the New Year, and everyone will know that we are a loving couple when we go out.”

　　My husband said something that he both couldn’t understand but understood. Li Zhouzhou thought about the scene that my husband described, and felt that the stove in the living room was too hot to sit still. His face was burning, so he finally hummed and said, “Okay.”